Friday, April 18, 2014

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A portrait is a picture of a person with something wrong with the mouth.  John Singer Sargent


LOVE that quote. I've been saving it a long time to share.  First of all, thanks for the thoughtful attention to 'The Lost'.  I appreciated and weighed every comment.  My gut feeling is that this one is hitting the shelves in the studio bathroom where they only see a light when I go in there to pee.  Not to be graphic, but that isn't very often.  My heirs can deal with it when they get it-  not that it will be viewed and talked about, but they will have to go through the piles because I am starting a rumor about a couple of $100 bills I have hidden in those stacks.  heh heh-  that'll make 'em look!  Who knows, maybe there will be some occasion to drag it out but for now I won't even put the sleeve on.

Just to clarify something that bothered a few of you-  the quilt was not about the killers, it was about the victims and their remains-  that's why the girls are the important part and the killers are all the same and muted in their tones and impotence. But your questions told me something-  that it wasn't clear.  And if it's not clear to folks who know what's going on, then it surely won't work with the great unwashed coming through a show.  So, thanks.  I'll try harder next time.  And that sorta brings me to this:


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  • INCOMPLETE MANIFESTO FOR CHANGE     Bruce Mau
  • Repeat yourself. 
    If you like it, do it again. If you don’t like it, do it again.
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    I haven't felt well for a couple of days, not bad enough to do anything other than trudge along, but not good enough to have much interest in it.  I went out with a couple of friends yesterday and found a perfect chandelier for the new place, absolutely fell in love with it's perfection.  But have I done anything about it?  Nope.  When I got home I called the car dealership because everybody was whining about how hot my car was-  they were right-  it's was 90 out and when we rolled the windows down we found it was cooler outside!  So I explained the problem expecting an appointment next week but the gal said Oh, no-  That's an EMERGENCY so bring it right in!  Well, now.  OK.  I begged off until this morning and I have a new Mini loaner in the driveway right now, for free, until they call me, maybe Tuesday.  

    Of course today was the day I was going to do some prep for the family coming this afternoon for the weekend, so once I got home that's what I've been up to.  Rhubarb Strawberry Pudding Cake.  Salmon and Asparagus.  Salad with roasted i=onions and Bleu Cheese dressing.  I desperately need a whole night's sleep.

    I got some bad news from a doc I've been waiting for, and then I sat down on the couch and Molly looked at me with only the outside half of her eyes-  like she was a demented doggie from Rosemary's Baby!  Weirdest thing imaginable, that third doggy eyelid was fully extended.  I called her vet right away and they think it's a reaction to the latest eyedrops so she's off them now until I can see her eyes in total again.  
    Happy Birthday Molly (that's not really her, but those are the cupcakes I am thinking of making for her to (not) eat!


    End of my whining, at least for today.  Lets see some art:





    From afar, this globe looks like any other, but upon closer examination you can see that the surface is made up of thousands of matchsticks! NYC based artist Andy Yoder spent 2 years recreating the satellite images of the Earth during Hurricane Sandy. He hand-painted each of the matchsticks to achieve the perfect pigment, then glued them one-by one to a frame made of foam and cardboard inside a plywood skeleton. Don’t get pyro-happy from all the matches though, Yoder’s last step was to coat the entire globe in flame retardant, so this work will never go up in flames.







    Science student Hugo Germain (aka. Graphonaute) is just 18 years old, but crates animations and visual effects that seem well beyond his years. Though animation is not his primary focus, Germain spends his spare time mixing live action footage with various 3D tools to create quirky visual effects and experiments.

    And now an ode to Ceramic Squirrels:




    And another Rabbit Pffffffft
    A Good Good Friday to you too.


Thursday, April 17, 2014

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Today I am not feeling too well, Thai food didn't even tempt me last night, so instead of showing you arty stuff, I have a bunch of JUMPIN' videos.  This sure makes ME feel better, hope it entertains you too, at least for a few minutes.  You may get bored in some of them, some may have really loud audio-  proceed with caution, and move right along through the ones you can laugh with and be amazed!




















And finally, a way to never have to jump again (should you be asked):

(I hereby promise to put 'The Lost' in mothballs.  Thanks of the comments.  I'll stay away from this subject matter for awhile and concentrate on sunny and upbeat whether that's what happening or not.  Remember first that I AM a happy person.)  Now, go JUMP!

bernstein capacitor standeth



There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. 
(often attributed to Ernest Hemingway)

Spent the day 'recovering' from my night of carousing around here.  I'm too old for this.  i did manage to get back to sleep for a few hours but by tonight, after a day at Costco, I'm ready for the couch.  But instead we're waiting for our friends to pick us up for some Thai food.  I love this place but sure could forego the evening and sit with my new pack of sardines for dinner.  (Yeah, I overbought)  Anyway, I was talking to a friend and was whining about how nobody commented on the Serial Killer quilt.  Hell, I even sent it to my little gang of seven and only one of them replied.  So, I'm gonna take the bull by the horns and post it again, now, here, and BIG.  
There.  NOW will you say something?  I can take it, just don't want to be sending it around being rejected over an over-  perhaps you have suggestions?  I'm open!  Hey, I've been doing stuff like this forever and need to explore why!  Help me.

UPDATE:  Hmmm, so it's been suggested to me to add a bit of verbiage to this, so here goes:
Serial Killers have always fascinated me but because what they do is so heinous while the victims get lost in the publicity.  Women are many times ‘local prostitutes’ or some hapless old farmer.  Most are carefully chosen for their helplessness or invisibility.  The outside border is a bunch of famous killers (since I had 40+ on my computer from doing the Serial Killer Book, it didn’t take long to print them out on old shreddy curtain fabric (Nate Berkus for Target).  The girls are two innocent victims, found after a hunt for them in a pastoral setting-  the night sky and snow in the trees speaks of their lonely shallow graves.  The quilting pattern was done from the back following a floral design and it takes over the girls like root systems do.  The blue, leftover from a solar printing day, is the tarp that these killers wrap their victims in  And THERE YA GO. 
If you ever hear of a Serial Killer Show I’m your gal.  Meanwhile, from the book last year I got many comments on how other folks are fascinated by the pathology too so I know I’m not alone.  No killers in my past, no incidents or close calls here, just a weird interest in how these people come about and how they return again and again to killing for pleasure while hiding in plain site.

Too busy with Costco today to get to the studio, but I hope tomorrow I can spend a couple of hours, then back here to cook a few things in advance for the kids coming Friday.  It will be a short visit, but that's better than no visit, eh?  Last night I made a giant bowl of granola and tonight I mixed up some oatmeal cookies but used the granola from yesterday instead of straight oatmeal-  dough tastes yummy-  I'll stick it in the refrigerator and bake it off tomorrow.  I DO NOT want to spend the weekend in the kitchen so doing stuff ahead feels good.  
Now, lets get to some things we need to look at.  First off, I saw that James Franco has done a whole Cindy Sherman thing, disguising himself as his subject for photography, but it's a giant fail from what I saw.  I thought it pathetic enough that I won't even post a picture-  I'm sure you can find one if you don't look too hard.  Like a turd.


Toronto-based artist Jess Riva Cooper created this haunting collection of ceramic busts called her Viral Series as part of an artist residency last fall at The Kohler Factory in Sheboygan, Wisconsin. The pieces seem to lie at the peculiar intersection of life and death, as it should be given her inspiration behind the sculptures. Cooper shares about the Viral Series via email:   “In my art practice I integrate colour, drawing, and clay to create installation-based artwork. I investigate fallen economic and environmental climates in regions such as Detroit, Michigan, where houses have become feral, disappearing behind ivy, trees and Kudzu vines that were planted generations ago. In my sculptures, the world sprouts plant matter. Colour and form burst forth from quiet gardens and bring chaos to ordered spaces. Nature reclaims its place by creeping over structures. Wild floral growth subverts past states, creating the preternatural from this transformation.”





Colorado-based art director Suzanne Heintz decided she had enough of her mum asking when she was going to settle down and get married, so she went ahead to buy herself a mannequin husband and daughter. It’s a hoot looking at Heintz’s insanely huge grin as she poses for these gorgeously staged holiday snapshots with her pseudo family.  Genius.  I wonder if this got them off her back.

‘Piipshow’ is a three month long live broadcast of a bird feeder in Norway that looks like a trendy coffee shop. Instead of macchiato and cappuccinos, this cafĂ© serves up nuts and seeds. Different customers come in during the day, most of them avian, including a Nuthatch, a Blue Tit (not THAT kind of tit), a great tit (not THAT too), and a Bullfinch. Sometimes the occasional squirrel thieves drop in too.The live stream project was the idea of photographer Magne Klann, in collaboration with Norwegian broadcaster NRK and model maker Lars Aurtrade. You can watch the Piipshow




OK, I found a studio assistant.  He doesn't talk much but collects dropped pins like a champ

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

global ligand paramount



People are just about as happy as they make up their minds to be.    Abraham Lincoln

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  • INCOMPLETE MANIFESTO FOR CHANGE     Bruce Mau
  • Be careful to take risks. 
    Time is genetic. Today is the child of yesterday and the parent of tomorrow. The work you produce today will create your future.

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What a day.  It's 3 AM and I am bright-eyed and bushy-tailed (OK, so also a bit squirrely) because I glugged down a cup of cold coffee late they afternoon and also had some suspect tea at dinner.  Fell asleep for 2 hours and whammo, up and at 'em again.  I'll pay in the morning.  I HAD to go to the stitch group this morning to show off the vest they have been watching me make all these weeks
Terribly unflattering selfie, I'll never get the hang of it but now at least you have the idea-  lacework panels flopping down the front, stockinette around the arm holes and back, joined by a seam up center back-  simple.  Well, it may be for some folks, but remember I can't count to twelve once and get it right, counting to twelve eleven times for every row just about strained my head muscles into a coma.  But it's done.  Whew.  Now what?  Yesterday and this morning I made a new hat for Mister (I heard it snowed in Boston again today)  At Stitch this morning a friend told me about her little piece of plastic to make pompom balls for the top, so she brought it over and I had three different trials in about 5 minutes.  Now I have to go buy one of course.  So, that's it for knitting news-  here is the little guy it's for-
See way I made him a new one?  He also needs some socks!
And Equal Time means I need to send along this picture too of the other kiddos-
who apparently need more than hats these days!  I stopped in the junk candy store and found a gummy alligator I'm sending them that's 2' long-  yes I said FEET.  I don't know how they'll get their little mouths around it.


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Yeah, it's Good News, All Systems GO, Full Steam Ahead.  Met in person with the architect today and solved the language problem by drawing things at each other so I think we have fixed our major communications breakdown and we have a plan that doesn't include a 4 car garage bigger than the living space.  The bathroom plan has been hammered out and looks great, I am still thinking about the kitchen as the footage has turned out smaller than I anticipated, but I also got a little office of my own tucked away on a sunny courtyard.  Much to do, but it's getting there.  That took hours.  

We went out to dinner and stopped at Whole Foods so I could make a batch of granola for the kids this weekend.  Then it was OK to go to bed, and of course that circles us around to where I started.


So I'm going to get to the arty party and get back to bed, hopefully.



FASCINATING!  In North America, Europe and many other parts of the world, bee populations have plummeted 30-50% due to colony collapse disorder, a fact not lost on artist Aganetha Dyck who for years has been working with the industrious insects to create delicate sculptures using porcelain figurines, shoes, sports equipment, and other objects left in specially designed apiaries. As the weeks and months pass the ordinary objects are slowly transformed with the bees’ wax honeycomb. It’s almost impossible to look at final pieces without smiling in wonder, imagining the unwitting bees toiling away on a piece of art. And yet it’s our own ignorance of humanity’s connection to bees and nature that Dyck calls into question, two completely different life forms whose fate is inextricably intertwined.





Black sharpie Mural:  After 7 long months of obsessively scribbling away on a large wall, artist Sean Sullivan “threw in the towel,” in part because he had exceeded his allotted time period by 4 months! The resulting mural was “Grand Pale Maw,” an expansive wall drawing that encompassed the entire rear corridor space of LACE in LA. 

PFFFFFFFT!  Bunnies do not lay eggs, much less deliver them.
Grandmas deliver them, stoopid.


signing off, 4 AM


Monday, April 14, 2014

boca fischer auditor

And the next part of today's blog proves the first part of this poster.


If enough people think of a thing and work hard enough at it, I guess it is pretty nearly bound to happen,  wind and weather permitting.   Laura Ingalls Wilder




Today's Episode of the Ongoing Saga, 'Let's Build A House!'
The architect sent us a whole new plan that includes FOUR garages.  This is pretty odd since we couldn't use the first plan that had a nice normal 2 car garage that interfered with a slice off the neighbors property, or so we think.  To compensate he made all the rooms two feet smaller in all directions as far as I an tell from this teensy pdf.  No way.  Both of us agree that if we aren't improving our situation, we aren't changing our situation!  So we got a call back from the builder who you may remember I mentioned was having shoulder surgery at an inopportune moment for ME.  And guess why he called back-  he was still numb from surgery this morning.  We didn't solve any problems but at least we see we are a priority.  Hell, I'll drive him anywhere he wants to go until he's back for us!  

And so, the holding pattern continues.   

I took Molly in for her 2 month post surgery check and she's doing well, good news, so I took her with me to the studio to neaten up somewhat.  I found a couple of dresses from the 80's that I had loved the material and saved, so I tried them on and was appalled enough to cut off all the seams and fold them up as yardage.  That took the whole morning, at which time I had to get home for the roofer to visit.  I did manage to re-photograph 'The Lost' quilt and use my real camera.  Took me just a few minutes and now I have a whole slew of images ready to send along.  Good ones this time.

My kids and Mister are coming on Friday-  they are currently in Key West celebrating their anniversary and 'progress report' baby.  It doesn't seem possible it was 2 years ago already.  He was texting from my favorite places today.  I think we have to get back down there before  it gets too hot again.  Loved it there, but was so busy with wedding stuff that we didn't get to all the things we wanted to.




Oddities of the Universe-  an undersea worm wearing a khaki jumpsuit.  The stuff of nightmares.


Cantor's Soft Shelled Giant Turtle- wonder if you pick him up and he's all floppy?


Portable Student or At Chair.  But why wouldn't a little modification make this a great potable camp toilet?  Marketing may be tough...

Got a snappy little happy dog?  Get them this duck-billed neoprene muzzle!  This is genius, stops the little guy eating the Easter peeps you drop too.

Fun for the Whole Family




Speaking of Key West, the sunsets there are as spectacular as these!  The world is filled with sunset pictures – it’s one of those nature created artworks we can’t help but observe and capture with wonder. New York photographer Bing Wright has discovered a new and novel way of photographing these vibrant scenes – reflected in the broken pieces of shattered mirror.






Just a few days ago we saw a contingent of GoPro cameras lifted above a bicycle to create a fun “tiny world” effect. Now director Ryan Staake (previously) takes 8 cameras into the sky for this new music video for German house duo Booka Shade. You can see how it all came together here



German photographer and journalist Jonas Ginter created a sweet panoramic camera rig using 6 GoPro cameras that he mounted above his bicycle and car. The resulting video makes it appear as though he’s pedaling around a tiny world. 

Talking a bit of creativity here, I have all five of these books and have been meaning to stick them up here so you can finish your creativity library too- if I had to pick one, I couldn't, as all are valuable to read and Reread.   I had found this list on BrainPickings a few months ago and just didn't get around to doing anything about it other than being surprised and proud I had them all.  I went looking for the Twyla Tharp book to revisit it, but I've lent it out an not gotten it back-  IS THAT YOU???.  Bring her back home!
Shaun McNiff’Trust the Process: An Artist’s Guide to Letting Goremains a cocoon of creative reassurance that unpacks the artist’s process into small, simple, yet remarkably effective steps that together choreograph a productive and inspired sequence of creativity. 

In Art & Fear: Observations On the Perils (and Rewards) of Artmaking, working artists David Bayles and Ted Orland explore not only how art gets made, but also how it doesn’t — what stands in the way of the creative process and how to overcome it. Fear, of course, is a cornerstone of those obstacles.

 The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks and Win Your Inner Creative Battles, which tackles our greatest forms of resistance (“Resistance” with a capital R, that is) to the creative process head-on.

In 1975, six years after the great success of his wildly influential book Love & Will, existential psychologist Rollo May publishedThe Courage to Create — an insightful and compelling case for art and creativity as the centripetal force, not a mere tangent, of human experience, and a foundation to science and logic. May draws on his extensive experience as a therapist to offer a blueprint for breaking out of our patterns of creative stagnation.



There’s hardly a creative bibliophile who hasn’t read, or at least heard of, Twyla Tharp’sThe Creative Habit: Learn It and Use It for Life. It frames creativity as the product of preparation, routine and persistent effort — which may at first seem counterintuitive in the context of theEureka! myth and our notion of the genius suddenly struck by a brilliant idea, but Tharp demonstrates it’s the foundation of how cultural icons and everyday creators alike, from Beethoven to professional athletes to ordinary artists, hone their craft, cultivate their genius and overcome their fears.




It's a squirrel-less day-   Pfffffffft!